The country entrusted me to buy an aircraft carrier, Hou Liangping, do you dare to investigate?

Huang Feipeng hung up the phone, lost in thought. The appearance of this investment group undoubtedly troubled him, but he knew it was also a challenge he had to face. He needed to maintain a clear head in this complex game and quickly and accurately formulate a response strategy.

Huang Feipeng's thoughts continued to race through the night, the atmosphere in the room growing increasingly silent. His deep eyes remained fixed on the documents on his desk, his gaze constantly shifting between the words and data. However, just as he was engrossed in analyzing the information, a blinding light suddenly shone in from the window, shattering the darkness and tranquility of the room.

The beam of light pierced through the crack in the window, its harshness and abruptness striking Huang Feipeng's eyes directly. His eyes were instantly stimulated, a sharp pain shooting through them. This sudden disturbance made him uncomfortable, forcing him to squint and try to shield his eyes from the blinding light.

"What's going on?" Huang Feipeng muttered to himself, a sense of unease and doubt beginning to stir within him. The light in the night was clearly out of place with the quiet environment he had been in before, and this sudden change made him feel somewhat anxious.

He stood up, walked to the window, and drew back the curtains, trying to find the source of the light. The streets outside were brightly lit, and the neon lights and billboards stood out vividly in the night. Huang Feipeng squinted and saw that the light source was coming from a tall building across the street, where a large screen was playing dazzling advertisements, the light intense and blinding.

A sense of dissatisfaction welled up within him. He usually paid no attention to these lights, but at this moment, the disturbance felt particularly jarring, as if deliberately trying to influence his thoughts and judgment. He realized he needed to remain calm and not be swayed by these external distractions.

Huang Feipeng took a deep breath, forcing himself to refocus on the documents on the table. He knew that only by completely eliminating external distractions could he continue to handle the current situation efficiently. His thoughts returned to the information provided by Su Chen and the contents of Wang Tao's phone call, and he continuously deduced possible solutions in his mind.

"What exactly are the goals of these masterminds? Are their true intentions as simple as they seem?" These questions kept popping into Huang Feipeng's mind, his thoughts swirling.

Just then, another knock came at the door, interrupting his thoughts. Huang Feipeng's expression turned slightly grave, but he still went to open the door. Standing outside was Lin Ke, her expression still showing some urgency.

“Mr. Feipeng,” Lin Ke’s voice was tinged with tension, “I have just received the latest intelligence. Ms. Su Chen has provided some specific details about market manipulation. She mentioned that a financial expert named Liu Ming may be involved in this conspiracy. He seems to be secretly planning a large-scale financial operation, and the targets of these operations are likely to involve major shareholders and investors in the market.”

Huang Feipeng frowned slightly; the name Liu Ming sounded somewhat familiar. As an expert with extensive experience in the financial world, Liu Ming's reputation and influence were not to be underestimated. He knew this information was undoubtedly important, but he also needed to carefully analyze its authenticity and reliability.

“Lin Ke,” Huang Feipeng’s voice became even calmer, “we need to conduct a detailed investigation into Liu Ming’s background and movements. We need to understand his relationship with market manipulation, and at the same time, find his possible partners and hidden intentions. Any clues related to this conspiracy must be carefully examined.”

Lin Ke nodded, indicating that she understood. She knew that Huang Feipeng was extremely meticulous about every piece of information, and this time was no exception. She turned and left the room, preparing to begin her investigation into Liu Ming.

Huang Feipeng returned to his desk, sat down again, and his thoughts became even more complex. He knew that Liu Ming's appearance might make the truth of this conspiracy even more elusive, but he was also confident that he could find a breakthrough through meticulous investigation.

Suddenly, his eyes stung again, as if the light from before had returned. He rubbed his eyes helplessly, took a few deep breaths, and tried to clear his vision. The discomfort made him a little irritated, but he knew he had to stay calm and continue with his work.

Huang Feipeng's thoughts wandered between documents and information, his resolve gradually hardening. He knew that facing this complex situation, he had to be fully prepared to ensure his plans wouldn't be disrupted. His gaze swept over the documents on the table, his mind constantly considering every possibility and possible response.

As time passed, Huang Feipeng gradually calmed down. His thoughts became clearer, and he knew he needed to quickly and accurately formulate a strategy to ensure he could maintain his position amidst this storm. Every detail, every piece of information, could be key to solving the problem, and he had to go all out to ensure he could meet the challenges ahead.

As the blinding light returned, Huang Feipeng grew increasingly uneasy. Although he tried to concentrate on the documents, the stinging and discomfort in his eyes prevented him from fully focusing on his work. A thought flashed through his mind: perhaps eye drops could alleviate the discomfort.

Huang Feipeng stood up, took a few deep breaths, and tried to calm himself down. He knew that the stinging in his eyes was not just a physical discomfort, but would also affect his judgment and thinking. Therefore, he decided to go to a nearby pharmacy to buy some eye drops to temporarily relieve the discomfort.

He quickly changed into his coat, left the mansion, and stepped onto the street. The streetlights were bright at night, and the rain had stopped, but the streets were still wet. Huang Feipeng's steps were slightly hurried, and he couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He knew that under these circumstances, he couldn't let a minor discomfort affect the important work at hand.

After walking through several streets, he finally saw the sign for the small pharmacy. Although small, the pharmacy was brightly lit and had a warm, welcoming feel. Huang Feipeng pushed open the door and went inside. The aroma of herbs wafted through the air, bringing him a sense of peace.

A middle-aged pharmacist stood behind the counter in the pharmacy. When he saw Huang Feipeng enter, he gave him a friendly smile: "Good evening, sir. Is there anything I can help you with?"

Huang Feipeng walked to the counter, trying to relax. His eyes were still a little stinging, but he tried to appear calm and firm: "Hello, I need a bottle of eye drops. My eyes have been a bit uncomfortable lately, and I'd like to relieve them."